“Are those videos I have of you?” she asked.“Yeah”, I said equally embarrassed. I took a deep breath and let it out.“Well you do look great ...om”. She was wearing a business suit with heels, a tight white blouse and no doubt some amazing underwear. She was 44 years old and had a blonde bob.“You look good too.” Mom confessed.“I should go”, Mom said starting to get out of the car.“You don’t have to go I’ll give you a lift”.She looked up at me and smiled tentatively.“If I don’t go I might say. Coursey, hi Patty," Bobby's girlfriend said with a big smile when she and Bobby came into the kitchen fifteen minutes later."Hi honey," "Hi Cathy," the two women answered.The three women talked for minutes as Bobby hovered in the background. And he couldn't stop the thought that came to him as he watched his blond girlfriend standing between his mom and sister. It was an idea that had insidiously invaded his conscious mind when he'd first become aware of females as sexual creatures years ago.. Once the train had pulled out of the station, it was over an hour till the first stop, so everyone settled in for the journey ahead. This being First Class we were served hot drinks and snacks to keep us going and soon I was striking up a conversation with the American woman opposite me. In what I imagine is the way of Americans, she initiated the contact.She smiled directly at me and asked if I was going far. I told her about my trip south, and it turned out she and her daughter were going to. She slowly merged left onto the entrance of the freeway and headed north. The old lake house always gave her some comfort. It was in poor shape, but so was Eve. She had hoped to be able to fix the place up and one day retire. Eve turned the key in the lock and walked across the old hardwood floor, it creaked a welcome sound as she made her way to the breaker box to turn the electricity on. Only 2 lamps were in the old house and the soft glow they produced was calming to Eve. She rinsed out the.